nothing

May 31, 2011 /

I love nights when “nothing” is going on.

And by nothing I mean,

nothing for which I have to leave my house or change my attire or look in the mirror.

Nothing.

So that I can listen to music as I putter around the house.

I have time to erase the chalkboards and write up something new.

To hop over to the computer to type down an idea.

You know – nothing.

I need my life to be more filled with nights of nothing.